Road Games by Road Games

Author:Road Games [Bold Strokes FF] (retail) (epub)
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781602822757
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books, Inc.
Published: 2007-05-10T04:00:00+00:00

Trucking

Cheri Crystal

Rule number one: Keep the femme happy and life is good.

“No way. You just got home. Let someone else go.”

Gwen was taking my news a lot worse than I expected. Lately she seemed edgy, going off at the slightest provocation. But even when she was angry, I couldn’t resist Gwen in her skimpy black waitress uniform pulled tight across her well-formed breasts. The little white apron hugged her narrow waist and the short skirt showed off her impossibly long legs. It took all my strength not to take her right then and there, but I knew from experience when to back off.

“It’s good money, babe. Just a week more and I promise I’ll be home longer.”

I was working like a dog and I was hardly ever home, but I was a woman on a mission. I had to get through the means to make it to the end.

“Tomorrow’s our anniversary.” Gwen’s pout had the power to bring me to my knees even though I’d known her for most of my life.

I pulled her full hips close and licked the cherry gloss right off her sensuous lips. “Hmm. You taste so good.” Her body relaxed in my arms.

“Stay, then. Please, baby.”

I loved when she begged, but I had almost enough money saved for a surprise trip to Australia and New Zealand. We were in dire need of a second honeymoon and I was going all out, taking a month off and sparing no expense. I hoped it’d put the light back in Gwen’s eyes.

“I’d love to, but you know I gotta work.” I deepened my kiss and started unbuttoning the top of her uniform. I sighed at the first glimpse of sheer black lace barely covering her porcelain skin. Her nipples hardened as I brushed her bra with the backs of my fingers.

“I can’t now. I have to leave for my shift.” Gwen took a step back.

“A few minutes,” I moaned and eased her bra up over her breasts. She held me off with her hands, then pushed me away. It was my turn to pout.

“Can’t. You’re not the only one with a job, you know.” Gwen straightened her uniform and smoothed out the imaginary wrinkles. “The diner’s a zoo now that Sylvia’s gone, and Mary’s out on sick leave.”

“Aw shit. I’ll be gone a week.” I didn’t start out as a trucker but the pay and benefits were better than my last job as an auto mechanic. Trucking did have its perks, though. I enjoyed the scenery, the freedom, and, at times, the solitude, but the traveling wreaked havoc on my marriage.

I fetched my jacket from the closet, pulled the printout of my route from a pocket, and handed it to her. “Here’s where I’ll be, give or take, depending on traffic and the size of the cargo we have to load.”

“Be careful.”

“I love you. Miss you, mucho.”

“I know. Me too.” Gwen kissed my cheek and called out, “Happy anniversary,” as she turned to leave.

I watched her pull the Jeep out of the driveway, shook off the ache in my heart, and headed to the dock.

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